This is the first of many interrelated drabbles. I'll try to post at least 2 a week along with the other My Hero Academia story I'm writing

Midoriya groaned and buried his head further into his soft furry pillow. He had the weirdest dream. 1-A had thrown a party and someone spiked the drinks. Oh yea it was Mineta trying to get the girls drunk enough to kiss him or something. And then more people came, and he was all tipsy. He even, fell over a few times. He danced or something. It was pretty embarrassing. And maybe he kissed someone. There was some fuzzy memory. Was is red hair? Blond hair? He distinctly remembered kissing soft lips that tasted like summer. OH Todoroki, that's who it was. Or was is Kachan? Oh yea now he remembered His hissed Todoroki and then Kachan kissed him. Wow what a weird dream. He always though Todoroki was hot with that scar and different color eyes. But Kachan? He'd never kiss Kachan. Maybe his subconscious was trying to tell him something. But more than likely it was just some random dream that made no sense.

He groaned again, too soar to rub his aching head. His body froze. His head hurt and it wasn't the 'I got hit in the head by Kachan' kind of feeling. It was a pounding behind his forehead, a full on migraine. How did that happen? Oh HELL! It wasn't a dream was it. Wait… he didn't have a fuzzy pillow either. Very slowly he opened his eyes to see a wall of purple. Purple hair. No one in Class A had purple hair. Only one person had purple hair like this. He didn't want to look but he had to. Carefully he untangled himself from the other set of limbs and rose to his knees. He looked down to see a sleeping angel, completely naked and snoring softly. Oh what did he do last night… and could it happen again?